While Grandma is holding down the fort at home, my parents, Luke and I are in Dublin. It’s a fantastic city. I love its vibrancy, although mum and dad always want to be in bed by 10:30. Anyway, I have had chance to sample some of the city’s thousands of pubs and it wasn’t until the second or third when I noticed something: nobody was smoking. Absolutely nobody. It’s not until you visit a smoke-free pub that you notice the difference; the air is so clear and you can actually taste the beer properly. At college, Brandys is always full of smokers and I had kind of come to expect it. After all, both my tutors smoke and I regularly have coffee with them while they puff away. I don’t want to become a so-called “health facist” but it’s so much better without smoke, I do hope Britain institutes similar laws soon.